Into the Killer Sphere by Stefania Mattana Page A

happy about it. She would do anything for her children, apart from give up her comfortable lifestyle. Killing her mother-in-law would preserve the inheritance that would have allowed her to pay for her kids’ studies without needing to make any sacrifices herself. She was like a mother for Rachele, so Rachele confided in her about her worries over the continuous fights between her grandmother and her father over the inheritance. And that’s how Gloria found out about Agata’s plans to change her will. Piero died because Gloria couldn’t afford to leave a living witness,” Angelo ended.
    “Impressive,” nodded Fortarrigo jumping onto the lawn swing, next to Chase. “So Piero Galli was murdered by mistake, right?”
    “In a nutshell, yes,” sighed Angelo.
    “At this point, I guess you owe an apology to that careless forensic who accidentally found the murder weapon,” Chase laughed at Angelo.
    “Oh, bello , don’t overdo it! Clumsiness must never be rewarded. A slap on the back will be enough,” he replied drily.
     
    Crossing the street to go back home, Chase checked outside the Etruscan Walls, just to be sure that his car was parked properly: he had become a little obsessive since he was fined. And once again he found Signor Buongiorno peering at the parked cars.
    As soon as he spotted Chase, Signor Buongiorno greeted him, waving his hand. That behaviour was weird. Usually he always waited to be greeted first by people he met and Chase had always thought it must be a polite Italian rule towards aged people. Nevertheless, this time Signor Buongiorno looked a little upset by Chase’s presence.
    Chase came close to the old snitch, who was walking in the direction of Chase’s car, and smiled at him. He remembered what Signora Paoletta Testi told him about the existence of a spy who specialised in blabbing to the Municipal Police, and did the maths.
    “How long have we been neighbours, Signor Buongiorno?” Chase began. “Eight months roughly, right? And yet I still haven’t shown you my car.”
    Chase lightly touched the closest external mirror of his blue Opel car. Signor Buongiorno looked at him with wide eyes, speechless. “So, this is your car, right? I didn’t know that.” He looked embarrassed, probably because he knew Chase had got him. His face was clearly betraying his thoughts: “ How does that guy know I am the Municipal Police whisperer ?”
    Mr Buongiorno pulled down his hat brim and stuttered.
    “I thought the car belonged to who’d come here to steal our parking spots. It’s good that it’s yours.” Then he quickened his pace, leaving Chase alone.
    Chase’s brand new insurance sticker appeared on the front windscreen of his car, not yet yellowed by the sun. Chase was sure that Signor Buongiorno had already noticed it, and that the next time he would not inspect its expiration date.
    After all, it was just a matter of good neighbourliness.

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